A/N: Got lots of great reviews for Snape's POV, so I decided to keep going. (Thankyou so much by the way) If you have any suggestions for P.O.V.'s to do, feel free to suggest. As a side note, SPOILER ALERT for HPB (I'm sure you know that by now, but have to be safe.) And I don't own HP or any of that kinda stuff, cuz, like I said, the book would have ended way different.
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Harry's P.O.V.
I don't think I have enough in me to hurt anymore. I should still be grieving – but I'm not – and I know it's wrong. I just don't have the time to cry.
I don't think I ever understood. Actually, I'm sure I didn't. For all he had told me, for all he had tried to get it through to me, I never really got it until the night he died. This isn't some destiny that a cruel world unfairly heaped on an unsuspecting child like I believed for so long. This is the path that I choose. Ginny was right, and somehow she knew long before I did. I will never be happy unless I'm hunting that bastard. I will never be free until he's dead. I don't care if it takes the rest of my life to do it, or if it takes my life trying. I won't stop until one of us has drawn our last breath – and mark my words – it won't be me to die that day. And it won't just be Voldemort. I hate him. I'm disgusted by him. But I'll kill him not just for me, but for the entire wizarding world, for every person that has made this life the home I never had.
Severus Snape, however - that one is completely and totally personal. I want him dead just as much as I want Voldemort dead, but I'm going to be selfish and say that it's not for the sake of the world. It's for my parents. It's for Sirius. It's for every nasty thing he has ever said or done to someone I love. It's for Dumbledore that I'll land that final blow. It's for me that he'll die begging.
You know, I heard the rumors. The ones that I would be the next dark lord. I'm sure they would have survived had I chosen Slytherin like the Sorting Hat wanted me too. But no, because I'm in Gryffindor they believe me too kind, too gentle to really hurt anyone. To want someone to hurt. That will be his downfall. He thinks I haven't got it – the "nerve or ability," he said. We shall see, Snivillus. You will see just how wrong you were. When that day comes, and I swear on the graves of every person you have taken from me – it will come – when it does you will die at my feet begging like the COWARD you are. I'll take my time and make you pay for every sin, every murder, every tear you have ever played a role in, you disgusting bastard. That last blow will be for Dumbledore, but every drop of blood you spill until then will be for me. And every time you beg me to stop, to just kill you and stop the pain, I'll relive at night in my dreams. Then, when that day comes, my dreams will finally be pleasant ones, and I'll go to sleep every night knowing I'll rest easy. Knowing that I sent you to the Hell you belong in.
Mouth shut, mind closed. That's what you said isn't it? Well I hope you don't mind if I ignore you again, I doubt I'll be able to stop myself from giggling like a first year when your dying at my feet.
This is personal, Snivillus. It's time to go hunting.